Qingming Festival

Perhaps is a small poem of Du Mu, let a person feel that if the Qingming Festival does not point to light rain, like the Mid-Autumn night gloomy cloud cover the sky, really lost meaning.

Another year worth Qingming Festival!

I think Qingming is quite a meaningful festival, compared with the Spring Festival is full of joy and red lively, Qingming is not light so that the difference between life and death, Yin and Yang Qinxin. Spring in March, a hundred grass gradually grow, flowers in the eyes, plum rain stained clothes, is a comfortable but not happy time.

For Qingming, I do not know the world can really understand its meaning. It is not a time for the dead to demand something from the living for their life in the underworld, but a time to remember those who came before and give thanks for the inheritance of blood. In the face of a bottle of cold tomb, time is wrong, I am afraid the world will eventually be difficult to understand the implications.

Everyone, no matter when he was poor or rich, humble and nameless or powerful, after death all return to dust, into the natural cycle of the sun and the moon. If you are lucky enough to have a good son to filial piety, you can have a Feng shui treasure land, laughing at the sunset and stars; If there is no blessing, a rotten bone to earth ants, sun and rain bully, meet people who know the story to pass a comment.

When the time is limited, no longer than a hundred years, it seems that after the time to freeze, can become forever. But in fact, after the time is even shorter. When the beloved is still alive, he may visit once a year at the Qingming Festival to trim the cemetery, so that the weeds and wild trees do not deceive him; Once the missed people died one after another, the unnamed children and grandchildren will come here more formality, as time goes by, current events are capricious, will be forgotten, worship disappeared, years of wind and rain, cold frost attack, only a few years, finally become a common mountain.

Therefore, only a few cemeteries have been visited, and the rest have been lost. It's not about being impersonal, it's not about being right or wrong, it's about being factual.

I have always felt that today's tombs are too merciless, at least as far as I can see in the South. A low tomb, engraved with the family name of seniority, adding the date of the monument; If the rich family, it is built on land, but it is too cold and lonely. In short, standing in front of the graves of the pioneers so that the world can not see the story of the period, also can not tell the wind and frost.

My imaginary tomb would be like the ancient tomb, covering a small area, with a square mound and a meter-long tombstone, with the name or epitaph of the deceased written on the front and the life story of the deceased written on the back. Even the humble peasant who has done nothing for his country and society, filling a puddle after a thunderstorm or a clear day, can be told. Standing in front of such a tombstone, one is not facing a strange soul from another world, but more aware of the traces of the existence of predecessors, and everything will be clear.

It seems that Chinese people have a special aversion to death, as if they think death is the source of all bad luck, so we always put the grave in the middle of nowhere. Far less so than in America, where community cemeteries may be next door to homes; It is not as good as Europe, where the immortal family is buried in their own back garden. Even less so in Japan where the land is limited, graveyards may be next to homes... This reminds the Chinese people of the fear that even if they are already on the verge of sleepless nights, three more nightmares. Because we are used to placing the graves of the dead thousands of miles away from home, so that the cemetery is often lonely, wind and rain know, except the annual Qingming Festival, the cemetery even less fruit flowers.

So, when you're alive, you should be better off than when you're dead.

A cemetery is common in the countryside because of its nature, but in today's cities, where there is no room for the living, cemeteries are a different matter. Today's cities are into the sky high-rise neon advertising, everything is so beautiful; Death is a natural taboo. Every city must have a historical public cemetery, and even if it doesn't, a monument without bones is fine. It's just that all this is not what death really is, and all this political stuff is not pure anymore.

I always feel that the better to examine death, the better to interpret the perception of life and authentic.

Today's people always love to burn a lot of all kinds of modern goods to their ancestors in front of the cemetery, and the categories are all kinds of strange, and these fears are just wishful thinking of the living people, to find a comfortable exit for their lack of responsibility to the family. If so, it would not be all bad.

Three cups of sake and three cups of weak tea would have been enough if the awe, the longing and the gratitude were still there. Of course, all this is not as good as the filial piety of the ancestors while they were alive.

Therefore, if there are still people alive after the death of the true nostalgia, it is a blessed person, envy.

All this is the former burial ceremony, now the implementation of cremation, that is completely without trace. The ashes collected from the crematorium by the relatives of the deceased are not real or real. If they are scattered in rivers and rivers, they are literally gone. It would have been even more sad to have stayed, to have been placed in the urn of the governing body, interned in a dark cell for years. In short, the more advanced civilization is, the more outrageous human beings appear. In this world, for the existence of life can not give love, for the dead, is indifferent.

Shi Tiesheng once said: Death is a thing not to hurry, death is an inevitable festival.

This is a fine line, but it is only half true. I feel that death is something that can be hastened, if it is worthy of consciousness.

For death without haste is accompanied by age, and death without age is like porcelain destruction. If the porcelain is an ordinary bowl, it will be naturally cleaned up after being broken, never leaving a fragment of residue to prevent others from being hurt. If someone who cherishes this bowl, sometimes he is afraid that he will think of it on moonless nights and sigh at the night, but only because of nostalgia, he will never miss three meals because he has lost a favorite bowl. Such as this porcelain is a delicate vase, leaving many people is the most beautiful moment when it shakes and falls, such as an early genius, a flimsy beauty, the falling red star.

Therefore, to approach death without going through old age is still a try for those who have nothing to do and are in the prime of life. If so, nameless beings really belong to the class of ignorance.

Will bring death into the world is not what great devil, it is the "life" so people enjoy the celebration.

For life and death, I like a little dragon girl's passage, or Jin Yong warrior's passage. After receiving the strange poison, Xiao Long answered the question of chicken and egg from Master Yi Deng, "When the egg is broken, the chicken is born, and the chicken is big and the egg is born. As for me, there is no sequence of life and death, and it is impossible to distinguish between life and death, everything lies in the interlink between life and death, let alone that nothing will last forever.

Every section of life is a journey, but the length, breadth and depth of different, even in the desolate dilapidated place, also can walk out of the most prosperous scenery.